Inside and Outside World

Listening to the theme song of "Conan", Yoon Junsu's mood is like the sea before the storm, that kind of extreme depression is about to burst into fatal madness! He sat quietly in the room, even his face was shrouded in darkness, only the slight sound of breathing remained.

With his IQ, he could find more than a hundred ways to kill, but he found that the current timing and conditions did not support any of them.

First, he doesn't have a gun.

In China, a country with strict gun control, it is impossible to get a gun. Without a gun, if you want to kill someone, you have to rely on other methods. Yin Junxiu understands Chinese. It may be Yan Luo's opponent. As for other killing tools, such as Molotov cocktail incendiary bombs, or self-made gas bombs, hydrogen cyanide and other highly poisonous, he can make them but lacks tools.

Now, there is no way to go out to buy materials. After all, he is a Korean star and will attract a lot of attention. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

The most important thing is that there is no time. If there is enough time, it will be as if those few trainees stayed with him for more than a year, to plan the serial murder case so that it is seamless and flawless, and they will leave the hotel tomorrow. There won't even be any intersection in the future.

In the end how to do?

Yin Junxiu stood up in the dark. The lights in the room were not turned on and the curtains were closed. He picked up his mobile phone and turned on the camera function. He walked around the room and the screen did not light up red spots, which meant that there was no camera in his room.

He looked carefully for the murder weapon that could be used to commit the crime, but found that there was not even a fruit knife in the room, only a slightly heavy glass ashtray.

Killing is not easy.

If you want to kill someone with your bare hands or smash someone with an ashtray, even if the opponent is an ordinary person, it is difficult to do it, not to mention that Yan Luo looks like he has a strong fighting ability, and Yin Junxiu, as a trainee, has strong arms and strong legs. At the beginning, I learned hip-hop dance for a period of time in order to stretch the muscles and develop a sense of movement, but my fighting strength is not much higher than that of ordinary youths. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"It seems that there is only one way."

"In this hotel, there is only one person I can really kill with the props at hand."

A gleam of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Cold, vicious.

"Boom boom boom."

Yan Luo, who was sitting in meditation, heard a knock on the door.

The unfolded spiritual consciousness revealed that it was Yin Junxiu, the little king of Korea.

"What's up?"

Yin Junxiu had a kind smile on his face: "Could you come to my room for a while, I have something to ask you." As a pioneer in South Korea who wants to open up the mainland market, this young man speaks Chinese very fluently, which is also to attract attention from China. Love from fans.

"cannot."

Hearing such a cold and ruthless answer, Yin Junxiu's face was a little stiff, he smiled with difficulty and said: "Don't be so cold, I have something nice to show you."&1t;i>&1t ;/i>

"dont see."

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched, and he clenched his right fist tightly: "faq."

He raised his hand and tried to push, but was slapped lightly on the arm by Yan Luo, and he was thrown flying more than 3 meters away.

In fact, Yan Luo didn't use even a little bit of strength this time, otherwise this guy would have died.

"very good!"

Yin Junxiu looked at the camera in the corner out of the corner of his eye, and a smug look flashed in his eyes. He got up from the ground: "If you have the kindness, come to my room, let's fight one-on-one!" After finishing speaking, he stretched out a middle finger.

The two rooms are on the same floor of the hotel, Yan Luo watched Yin Junxiu return to the next room, the door was left open.

"This guy, what do you want to do?"

Yan Luo used his spiritual sense to check that there was no one else in the other party's room, only Yin Junxiu himself. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

One-on-one, what are you kidding?

In the last level 4 world, Yan Luo singled out a boss who came from an unknown level of world, the mysterious ghost suzerain.

This Korean from a level 1 world probably could have stabbed him to death with a single head.

But if you're so excited, go and see what he's up to.

Anyway, he was idle now, Yan Luo left the house and entered Yin Junxiu's room.

Seeing him coming in, the young man walked over and closed the door.

"What on earth do you want to do? Tell me, I don't accept apprentices as apprentices, you are too ugly."

Strictly speaking, Yoon Junsu is very beautiful, but it is not natural, but man-made.

"hateful!"

For Koreans, the most important thing is appearance. As a young man with great conceit, he is also the young king of the new generation in Korea, the most popular newcomer, and he is always cheered by women everywhere, "Ouba is so handsome", Yin Junxiu is very proud of his appearance, since he had plastic surgery at the age of 13, he has never been ugly! Now Yan Luo said that he was too ugly, and his self-esteem was stabbed. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

He suppressed the anger in his heart, raised his hand to pick up the ashtray, took out another cigarette and handed it together: "Brother smokes."

"Thank you, no."

Yan Luo blocked the ashtray with his right hand.

Yin Junxiu put away the cigarette, and holding the ashtray, he quickly stepped back a few steps to distance himself.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

He suddenly laughed wildly.

"Finally, you have finally fallen into my trap!"

This little Korean king grabbed a heavy crystal glass ashtray and slammed it on his head.

"boom!"

Blood splattered.

If it were a person with feelings, I would be shocked to see this scene, but Yan Luo just looked at Yin Junxiu expressionlessly: "What are you doing?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Hahahaha, of course it's revenge on you! Originally, I took the task of opening the Chinese market this time, but you destroyed it. Now I will make you regret it! The corridor surveillance of the hotel has already photographed the scene of our conflict. Now, There are only you and me in this room, if I die here, then there will be only one truth, and the murderer is you!"

"On the ashtray just now, I got your fingerprints, of course, this is not necessary, as long as I die here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The only suspect can only be on you, I am the king of the new generation of Korea , This visit to China on behalf of the show business circle, but you die in the hands of the national attention, how much trouble will it cause? You will be ruined as a murderer, and the company behind me will never let you go! You China will never do it for You alone, offend our venerable Republic of Korea! Just wait, the rest of your life will be spent in pain and misery."

After saying this, Yin Junxiu rolled his eyes and fell down. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

he died.

As a murderer with a high IQ, he knew where to hit the head with an ashtray, and he could kill him with one blow, and he succeeded.

"In order to send me to prison, is suicide framed on me? You are a **** genius."

In fact, Yan Luo was able to save Yin Junxiu no matter whether he used the healing technique or summoned the heavens to use the holy light just now, but the other party has put in so much determination, so let him get what he wants.

But to be honest, if Yoon Junsu died here, it would be a bit troublesome if the Korean side pursued it—it would definitely pursue it—not to mention, it would be bad if it affected his participation in the Tokyo Olympics.

"What should we do?"

Even if he destroys the monitoring or destroys this guy's body, he still has huge suspicions. Maybe it's because this affects the decision-making of the upper management, which leads to the failure of the target.

"Well, if South Korea can't pursue it, it can make big things smaller, right?"

"Forget it. When I go to Korea, I will make it big, so that they don't have time to pursue the trivial matter of killing a person."

Yan Luo sacrificed the Yaoguang inner alchemy, stepped on it invisibly, and brought a streamer of seven colors to the direction of South Korea in the dark night.

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